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Jan. 20th, 2003 12:38 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
pop_tartsso there's this thing, that the hip hop station does out here in the morning: tell us the sports scores. and the guy digs b-ball, so we hear that. and this morning, I really wanted to reread sandy's march madness AU, and then I did and now all I can think about is justin and lance having sex and playing b-ball.
god bless the world, I say.
in other news: chris and justin, the best buddy kung-fu story
[blah blah, wherein stuff happens like Justin kisses him when he's 16 and they get drunk and try to sleep together but justin's kinda nervous. but they're best! friends! and it's all about how they're each other's halfs. but never fuck. and then, after justin gets over his fear of guys with someone else:]
They get all the way naked before Justin starts giggling. Chris looks up from kissing his chest. "what?"
"I was thinking about, you remember that cop porn, where the two buddy cops end up fucking in the police cruiser?"
Chris sits back. "oh, and then the handcuffs end up being--"
"yeah, but like, it's almost a buddy kung-fu story. the x-rated version."
Chris looks at Justin, and then down at where their legs are tangled together, all sweaty and stuff, and he starts to laugh.
Justin does too, big huge guffaws so he has to lay on his back because he can't hold himself up anymore. "I can't do this," he finally gasps out, putting a hand on his chest to try and breathe. his mouth is stretched into a huge grin.
chris untangles their legs and arranges himself more comfortably, all the while shaking with laughter. "me either," he says, and lays down to sleep.
andtheyneverhavesex,theend.
god bless the world, I say.
in other news: chris and justin, the best buddy kung-fu story
[blah blah, wherein stuff happens like Justin kisses him when he's 16 and they get drunk and try to sleep together but justin's kinda nervous. but they're best! friends! and it's all about how they're each other's halfs. but never fuck. and then, after justin gets over his fear of guys with someone else:]
They get all the way naked before Justin starts giggling. Chris looks up from kissing his chest. "what?"
"I was thinking about, you remember that cop porn, where the two buddy cops end up fucking in the police cruiser?"
Chris sits back. "oh, and then the handcuffs end up being--"
"yeah, but like, it's almost a buddy kung-fu story. the x-rated version."
Chris looks at Justin, and then down at where their legs are tangled together, all sweaty and stuff, and he starts to laugh.
Justin does too, big huge guffaws so he has to lay on his back because he can't hold himself up anymore. "I can't do this," he finally gasps out, putting a hand on his chest to try and breathe. his mouth is stretched into a huge grin.
chris untangles their legs and arranges himself more comfortably, all the while shaking with laughter. "me either," he says, and lays down to sleep.
andtheyneverhavesex,theend.
